She confesses her desire to play
Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2024 10:49 pm
Acquaintances of ours, friends of my sister, invited us to a “painting party” at their cabin to help spruce it up. D had chosen to dress appropriately, but with an edge of sexiness. The deep red lipstick was a favourite of mine.
During the day, she pulled me aside and told me that she was strongly attracted to the husband of the couple whose cabin we were helping to paint. He was exactly her type, blond, broad shouldered with a swimmer’s body. I told her to look for occasional chances to talk with him, to be near him and flirt. I suggested that she find a reason to brush her breasts against him “accidentally.”
Later in the day, after we finished our painting chores, D and I borrowed their canoe to have some relaxing sexy fun on the lake. The high reeds provided some modicum of privacy. Feeling emboldened. she removed her top, exposing her delectable breasts to the sun. She knew that I craved her exhibitionist tendencies. As we continued to paddle, a small plane flew low overhead, with the pilot waving his wings, apparently showing his appreciation of her half naked body. D laughed.
As we paddled back to the cabin, I told D that she should find a quiet moment when she and the husband were alone and whisper to him in detail what we had done for our sexy fun on the lake, and what had happened with the plane. She told him that she thought he’d be interested in knowing the types of things that we enjoyed doing as a married couple to “keep it spicy”. She asked him if he and his wife did such things. Unlikely, I thought to myself.
We stayed the night at their cabin. As we lay in bed, she whispered to me that she had indeed talked to him about our lake adventure.
She slowly stroked my cock as she told me of his obvious heightened sexual interest in her. “I made his cock rock hard” she moaned. She went on to tell tell me that he had invited us to the home he owned with his wife for dinner, in about fours weeks as a thank you for our “hard” painting work.
D suggested that while we were there for dinner, she would find an excuse to get him to give her a tour of their large home at some opportune moment while the rest of us were occupied in the dining room. While showing her the ensuite, she told me that she planned to bend over the bathroom counter exposing her naked wet cunt and beg him for a quick fuck. “I know you want to”, she’d say. “I can see the hard cock in your pants. No one will know”.
Her sign to let me know that they had indeed fucked upstairs was to slip one corner of her blouse off her shoulder as they came back to the table.
Rationally, D thought that he would likely find it much too risky with his wife nearby in the house, but she was certain that she would easily get him to that point
And as she whispered “to that point”, as we lay together in bed, I came all over her luscious breasts. She contentedly held my head to her chest as I happily licked off my come.
During the day, she pulled me aside and told me that she was strongly attracted to the husband of the couple whose cabin we were helping to paint. He was exactly her type, blond, broad shouldered with a swimmer’s body. I told her to look for occasional chances to talk with him, to be near him and flirt. I suggested that she find a reason to brush her breasts against him “accidentally.”
Later in the day, after we finished our painting chores, D and I borrowed their canoe to have some relaxing sexy fun on the lake. The high reeds provided some modicum of privacy. Feeling emboldened. she removed her top, exposing her delectable breasts to the sun. She knew that I craved her exhibitionist tendencies. As we continued to paddle, a small plane flew low overhead, with the pilot waving his wings, apparently showing his appreciation of her half naked body. D laughed.
As we paddled back to the cabin, I told D that she should find a quiet moment when she and the husband were alone and whisper to him in detail what we had done for our sexy fun on the lake, and what had happened with the plane. She told him that she thought he’d be interested in knowing the types of things that we enjoyed doing as a married couple to “keep it spicy”. She asked him if he and his wife did such things. Unlikely, I thought to myself.
We stayed the night at their cabin. As we lay in bed, she whispered to me that she had indeed talked to him about our lake adventure.
She slowly stroked my cock as she told me of his obvious heightened sexual interest in her. “I made his cock rock hard” she moaned. She went on to tell tell me that he had invited us to the home he owned with his wife for dinner, in about fours weeks as a thank you for our “hard” painting work.
D suggested that while we were there for dinner, she would find an excuse to get him to give her a tour of their large home at some opportune moment while the rest of us were occupied in the dining room. While showing her the ensuite, she told me that she planned to bend over the bathroom counter exposing her naked wet cunt and beg him for a quick fuck. “I know you want to”, she’d say. “I can see the hard cock in your pants. No one will know”.
Her sign to let me know that they had indeed fucked upstairs was to slip one corner of her blouse off her shoulder as they came back to the table.
Rationally, D thought that he would likely find it much too risky with his wife nearby in the house, but she was certain that she would easily get him to that point
And as she whispered “to that point”, as we lay together in bed, I came all over her luscious breasts. She contentedly held my head to her chest as I happily licked off my come.